That morning, Lucia took her six-year-old daughter Sofia by the hand to primary school as usual. Sofia was lively, charming and very alert, so all her classmates loved her. But that day, as soon as they walked through the school gate, Lucia felt something… strange.

In the middle of the courtyard, another girl walked hand in hand with her mother, chatting happily. What left Lucia cold was that this girl was identical to Sofia: the same shoulder-length hair, the same big, round eyes, even the same dimple at the corner of her mouth. From afar it seemed like looking at oneself in a mirror.

Sofia also opened her eyes in surprise, let go of her mother’s hand, and ran forward:
“Mommy, look! Why is there another me here?”

The two girls looked on in amazement, and then burst out laughing. As if they had known each other all their lives, they immediately held hands, laughing and asking each other questions non-stop. Lucía and the other woman, Carolina, were face to face, with looks full of bewilderment.

The group’s teacher couldn’t hold back his laughter:
“If you tell me they’re twins, I believe it without hesitation.”

The courtyard was filled with children’s laughter, but in Lucia’s heart there was a restlessness that did not leave her all day. That night, during dinner, Sofia excitedly told him how she had met “another one just like me”. Lucia smiled slightly, but the morning scene pursued her relentlessly.

A bold thought crossed his mind: what if there had been some confusion in the past?

Days later, Lucía and Carolina met again at the end of school. The conversation progressed little by little, until, unable to contain herself, Lucia asked:
“Have you thought about doing a DNA test on the girls?”

Carolina was surprised, but doubt also appeared in her eyes. Finally, the two agreed to take the little ones to a laboratory, “just to be calm.”

But when they received the results… both were out of breath.

The report said: “Sofia and Ana have the same genetic profile: 99.9% coincidence.”

That didn’t just mean they were the same: they were twin sisters.

Carolina shuddered and asked in a trembling voice:
“It can’t be! I only had one girl, the doctor gave her to me in his arms…”

Lucía was also in shock. Six years earlier, she had had a complicated cesarean section in a hospital in Guadalajara. She barely managed to see her baby before she lost consciousness. When he woke up, a nurse had already taken him to Sofia. How could there be another girl?

The following nights, Lucia could not sleep. He looked up his medical records, called the old doctor, got in touch with nurses he knew. Little by little, the truth came to light: that day there were several births at the same time; The maternity ward was crowded and chaotic. Was it possible that the newborns had mixed?

Meanwhile, Sofia and Anne became inseparable. They shared a living room, they came and went together, they seemed bound together by blood. The teachers commented:
“They think the same, do the same homework, even play as if they were one.”

One day, Carolina sighed as she picked up her daughter:
“If the hospital really made a mistake… What are we going to do? Who is whose biological mother?”

The question took Lucia’s breath away. What if the girl he had raised with so much love for six years wasn’t his biological daughter? But looking into Sophie’s eyes, she said to herself, “Whatever it is, she will always be my daughter.”

Lucía and Carolina decided to return to the hospital where they had given birth. After insisting, they were given the original files. That was the key: that same day there had been a twin birth. The mother was in serious condition and one of the babies was rushed to an incubator. The records were confusing, incomplete.

A retired nurse, when reviewing the documents, put her hand to her mouth and confessed:
“That day there was a confusion… One of the babies was given to the wrong mother.”

The two women were paralyzed. Finally the truth: Sofia and Ana were twins separated by mistake from birth.

The news filled them with pain, but also with relief: they finally understood why the girls were identical. Fate had been cruel, but now they had a chance to make amends.

Lucia returned home and, seeing her daughter sleeping, she was afraid of losing her. But the next day, when she saw Sofia and Anne laughing together, she understood something: love is not divided, it is shared.

After talking about it, the two families decided to raise them together, like real sisters. There would be no “my daughter” or “your daughter”: only “our daughters.”

Since then, on weekends Sofia slept at Ana’s house, and Ana at Sofia’s house. The families came together, as if they were one. The wounds gradually healed, replaced by the joy of seeing the girls grow up in an environment full of love.

Years later, when the twins understood the story, they hugged both mothers and whispered,
“We’re lucky… because we have two moms who love us.”

Lucía could not hold back her tears. Life is sometimes cruel, but love always finds a way to heal. And for her, it was enough to see her daughter, or daughters, smile to know that it was all worth it.